"I'm not here."
"… "
Yan Tianxing looked at her funny.
Mo Shangjun's mentor, a famous military strategist, a well-known professor, was born in the navy, with a high rank, and a student at the National Defense Science and Technology University, he is respectful to him. Many people want to be his student, even in Outside the school, his reputation is also well-known.
As his beloved apprentice, Mo Shangyun is good, and he can't avoid such characters.
Yan Tianxing raised his hand and threw the phone to her.
It flew directly towards Mo Shangyun's head, and Mo Shangyun didn't bother to hide, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed the phone in mid-air.
Looking down, I found that the screen was on, not the teacher's phone, but the ink on the frost.
Gouging out Yan Tianxing, Mo Shangjun slowly picked up the phone and handed it to his ear.
"What?" Mo Shangyun said.
"Your tutor asked you to contact him." Mo Shangshuang replied to her very simply.
Frowning slightly, Mo Shangyun couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter?"
"I didn't say it."
"What are his original words?"
"Contact him before tonight, or you will regret it later."
"… "
Mo Shangyun was silent.
It looks like it's not that big of a deal.
She hung up the phone silently, raised her eyebrows, and threw the phone to Yan Tianxing.
"Don't call back?" Yan Tianxing picked up the phone and asked her.
"Don't worry." Mo Shangjun continued to eat the apple.
She graduated in June, and the next team was in December. The five months in between were fully arranged by the instructor. Sometimes she took her to run around the country, and sometimes she was asked to help a little, but , any arrangement is for her good.
only-
It can be said that the days of the next company were the most relaxing time for her in the past six months.
Right now, it's definitely a hassle to find her for the New Year's Eve.
Drag if you can.
"I'm going out in the afternoon and can't be back until late." Yan Tianxing said.
The implication is that there is no landline at home, and Mo Shangyun can't make calls when he is out.
However, Mo Shangjun raised his eyes in surprise, "Are you back?"
"… "
Hearing the sound, Yan Tianxing's eyes darkened slightly, and then he turned and entered his bedroom.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows inexplicably.
New Year's Eve... What's the matter, shouldn't come out.
After eating the apple and throwing the core into the trash can, Mo Shangyun got up and went to the bedroom that Yan Tianxing pointed to her.
There are a clean change of clothes and two sets of casual clothes in the wardrobe, and the preparation is very complete.
Mo Shangyun didn't pick out the close-fitting clothes and bathrobes that were nearby, and went to the bathroom attached to the bedroom.
Take a comfortable hot bath.
When he came out again, he was wearing a bathrobe, with a towel draped over his head, wiping his wet hair at will. She found that the hair dryer was in the closet before, and wanted to go to get it directly, but she could faintly hear movement outside the door, she thought about it, came to the bedroom door again, and opened the door.
Without looking, I saw Yan Tianxing standing at the door.
He hadn't had time to knock on the door.
Mo Shangyun looked at him.
Apparently, he also took a shower, changed out of his jungle camouflage, and put on his casual clothes.
Long trench coat, black, adds a sense of depth.
I have seen him in military uniforms and casual clothes. Different clothes can match different temperaments on him. Now he is alienated and indifferent, adding some elegance.
Mo Shangjun felt that he was more "approachable" in his military uniform.
When she looked at Yan Tianxing, Yan Tianxing also looked at her.
The short hair is wet, and the towel is randomly placed on the hair. As a person who has been exposed to the sun and rain all the year round, the skin is inconceivably good. Just after taking a shower, his cheeks are slightly red. Drops of water fell along the ends of the hair, wet the neck, all the way down, sliding over the beautiful collarbone, wetting the bathrobe.
The Adam's apple slides slightly.
Yan Tianxing frowned, only thought she looked like this—
Damn tempting.
"Is something wrong?" Mo Shangjun asked him, raising his eyes slightly, the translucent eyes seemed to be dyed with a layer of water film, which was extremely dazzling.
With his eyes closed, Yan Tianxing handed her the phone, "Contact if you have something to do."
Mo Shangyun looked down.
It was Yan Tianxing's own mobile phone.
"And you?"
Mo Shangjun didn't answer, he put his hand in the pocket of his nightgown and asked him leisurely.
"Call the first number if you have something to do."
Speaking lightly, Yan Tianxing threw the phone to her directly.
Mo Shangyun raised his empty hand and grabbed the phone firmly.
Looking up again, Yan Tianxing had turned around and walked towards the entrance.
"Hey." Mo Shangjun stopped him.
Yan Tianxing paused slightly and turned sideways.
"Thanks."
Shaking his phone, Mo Shangyun thanked him with sincerity and perfunctory, and then closed the door.
…
Back in the room, drying her hair with a hairdryer, Mo Shangyun went to bed to sleep.
I slept on and off for a few hours in the morning, either on my back or in the car, and I didn't sleep well.
She has rarely been so sleepy. It was like an anti-fatigue training session. Before she lay down, she thought she could sleep all day and night.
However, she underestimated the biological clock that she had cultivated over the years.
After sleeping for less than six hours, she stepped on the night and woke up.
When I opened my eyes, I saw the floor-to-ceiling windows for the first time. It was a hazy night outside. The floor was too high. As far as I could see, I could only see the opposite building and the small half of the night sky. I retracted my line of sight. Orientation, but there is a dim light in the field of vision, and it is difficult to see clearly.
She paused for three seconds.
Then, he rolled over from the bed and sat up, turned on the light, and lifted the quilt to get out of bed.
He stood up straight, bent down subconsciously, wanted to fold the quilt, just grabbed a corner of the quilt, realized that this was not the army, and lifted the quilt and spread it out neatly.
After going to wash up, Mo Shangyun went back to the bedroom and took away the mobile phone on the bed table.
As he walked to the sofa in the living room, he pressed Mu Qixuan's phone.
"Hello."
The phone was quickly connected, and Mu Qixuan's gentle and humble voice came.
Vaguely, you can hear some noise over there.
"Senior." Mo Shangjun sat on the sofa and said with a slight smile.
"Little Slicker." Mu Qixuan was a little surprised. After a pause, he asked her with a smile, "Changed the number?"
"No, my friend's phone."
"You wait first."
After Mu Qixuan finished speaking, he didn't say a word.
Slowly, the noisy voice over there faded away.
Before long, there was no sound, only the whirring of the wind.
"It's still a little early for the New Year's greetings, why do you think of me?" Mu Qixuan's voice was gentle, a little teasing.
"Take a look." Mo Shangyun explained his intention.
After a pause, Mu Qixuan understood and asked, "What is your mentor looking for you?"
Sure enough.
"Well." Mo Shangyun responded.
Mu Qixuan smiled, "I only look for it every time I have something to do. Your senior is very sad."
Mo Shangjun said with kindness: "I'm sorry, I'll give you New Year's greetings tomorrow."
"Forget it," Mu Qixuan smiled helplessly. After a while, he said, "The tutor asked me what you said, and I think it's a good thing."
"Tell me."
"He told you about this in advance, so he can't tell you in advance," Mu Qixuan said, "The old man is waiting for you to call him and say hello. It's almost New Year's Eve, so I should say hello to him in advance. "
"So..." Mo Shangyun extended his voice.
Mu Qixuan quickly took over, "You can't detect this tone."
"… "
Mo Shangyun was speechless.
After smiling, Mu Qixuan continued: "There is something..."
"what?"
"Yesterday I called the instructor of your Second Company."
"..." Mo Shangyun didn't say anything.
"He gave you a pretty good evaluation. Between the lines, he should... miss you a lot." Mu Qixuan said meaningfully.
Mo Shangyun felt a chill down his spine.
"What happened to Erlian?" she asked.
She had only been away for three days, and no matter how much Erlian struggled, it would be difficult for her to reach the point where "the instructor misses her".
"I didn't say that," Mu Qixuan said, "You know, I'm an outsider after all."
This point, Mo Shangyun cannot deny.
In the reconnaissance battalion, Erlian was already beaten badly, and it was not an honor to speak out. Naturally, it was impossible for the instructor to "tell the truth" to Mu Qixuan.
"How is your situation?" Mu Qixuan asked.
"ended."
Gentle words, as if it were a matter of course.
"… "
Mu Qixuan was a little ashamed.
The tutor wanted to contact Mo Shangyun two days ago, but he couldn't get in touch, so he called the reconnaissance camp to ask about the situation. Only then did he know that Mo Shangyun was going to be a "specially invited teacher". This was also when the tutor discussed with him. just revealed to him.
It is said to be a week.
at the moment…
Okay, who called her Mo Shangyun
There was no news from Mu Qixuan, Mo Shangyun chatted with him for a while, and then hung up.
After that, I called Lang Yan's office and made several calls in a row, but no one answered.
Looking at the time, it was almost seven o'clock.
It is said that in the reconnaissance camp, the procedure for each New Year is the same. After training during the day, we will organize a cooking class to make dumplings at 5 o'clock in the afternoon. After Meimei has a meal, they will organize all the soldiers to watch the Spring Festival Gala together.
Mo Shangjun estimated that this year would be about the same, guessing that Lang Yan was busy in the cooking class, so he gave up wasting time and continued to call.
Glancing at the phone screen, Mo Shangyun just wanted to exit the dialing interface, but with a flick of his finger, he slid up the call record below.
I didn't want to look at it, of course, I glanced at it and noticed the familiar words, so I paused.
Taking a closer look, she saw her mobile phone number.
Note: girl.
This is... Yan Tianxing's note to her
For no reason, Mo Shangyun was slightly embarrassed.
After a while, he swiped the screen up, pretended not to see it, thought about it, and called the tutor again.
After waiting for twenty seconds, the call was connected.
"Who is it?" came an impatient voice over there.
"Master, I'm here to give you New Year's greetings." Mo Shangyun said slowly.
There was a meal, and then yin and yang said strangely: "Why, finally remembered that there is an old man like me?"
Mo Shangyun didn't change his face, "I've been thinking about you."
"...Really?" The questioning tone of obvious disbelief was very awkward.
Mo Shangyun smiled and affirmed: "Really."
Knowing that her words were false, but she was coaxed happily, and the old man did not embarrass her.
Not an old man who likes to talk nonsense, he asked her about her current situation, and then expressed her satisfaction that she finished the assessment within three days.
Immediately after that, he started talking about it.
"In April, your Zeeland military region is planning to organize a training camp. The top players of each branch will be selected for three months. It will be divided into men's and women's teams. I plan to recommend you to be the instructor of the women's team."
Instructor
Hearing these two words, Mo Shangyun had a headache.
After a while, she euphemistically said, "Is this inappropriate?"
"Why, after I have been in the company for a month, I have learned to belittle myself?!" The old man became stern.
"I just graduated and I have little qualifications." Mo Shangjun was very modest.
The old man was almost not laughed at by her.
Is she junior? !
Although she doesn't know the bottom line, she still knows a little about her general experience. It is comparable to the experience of a ten-year veteran. How dare she say that she has less experience? !
However, he didn't say this directly. He paused and asked her calmly: "Girl, even if you are sent to the gauntlet, you don't want to agree?"
Uh.
This year, there are still books of war
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, "What gauntlet?"
"Your senior, Ji Ruonan, is also one of the instructors of the women's team this time." The old man said angrily, "She knows you are going and is already preparing."
"Ji Ruonan..." Mo Shangjun raised his finger, rubbed his chin, and asked, "I know him?"
"… "
The old man felt that if Mo Shangjun was really in front of him, he would definitely throw a table of dishes from him.
Taking a deep breath, the old man insisted not to get angry with her because of the big New Year's Day.
With patience, I briefly introduced Ji Ruonan to her.
Ji Ruonan, a senior two years older than her, her tutor happened to be someone who the old man didn't see very well. The tutors were all competing, and of course the students below were also competing.
For a long time, the students' abilities and grades of the two have been comparable, and there is nothing to show off, but Ji Ruonan is extremely outstanding, and his scores in various subjects are far ahead. Whether it is cultural performance or military skills, they are all excellent.
For two whole years, Ji Ruonan's mentor liked to show off in front of the old man.
Fortunately, two years later, the pervert Mo Shangyun came.
At the beginning, Mo Shangyun's performance was not outstanding, but after a long time - every subject stepped on the pass line, and there was not much, not much, the possibility of luck was very small, and there were many intentional elements.
After the old man discovered the clue, he observed her several times, and asked someone to inquire about her background, and he paid more and more attention to her.
At that time, I focused on taking care of her. In addition to the professional class, I often found fault with her, tried her knowledge, and various school activities... At that time, she was basically allowed to go.
Anyway, this girl is soft and not hard, and on the premise of "being good for her", she can't be ruthless to refuse.
At that time, Mo Shangyun also did whatever he wanted and could handle it. He was barely qualified, and when his interest came, it was a common thing to take the first place.
When she finds the clue and reduces her school activities—
She is already famous.
When I was in a club with Ji Ruonan, I often crushed Ji Ruonan in club activities. In addition, I also crushed Ji Ruonan to death in several school-organized activities.
The old man was so proud of himself in front of that mentor.
However, as an excellent student like Ji Ruonan, I thought that Mo Shangyun would have some impression...
I didn't even remember a name.
"Father, you... are also quite naive."
After Mo Shangyun listened, he seized the non-key point and commented.
Back then, the old man paid attention to her so abnormally. She guessed that there was an element of "cherishing talents", but she also realized that there were other elements, but the old man was really good to her, but he didn't pursue it.
Unexpectedly, hidden behind the scenes... turned out to be such a thing.
She is almost 60 years old, she has won all kinds of honors, and she has nothing to lose. Even in this kind of thing... childish is outrageous, she can't laugh or cry.
The old man was so angry that she blew his beard and stared at him.
"To be honest, are you going to participate in this training camp?!" The old man was so angry that he said angrily.
"Okay, please tell me," Mo Shangyun said calmly, "The battle book is written by hand, with the bloody fingerprints pressed, and then sent to Erlian. I can consider it when I receive the battle book."
"Do you want me to bring it to you in person?" The old man's voice was gloomy.
"That's not necessary," Mo Shangyun smiled and narrowed his eyes, "It's too troublesome."
"… "
The old man was speechless for a while, sulking to himself.
Mo Shangyun heard other movements over there.
It seemed that someone was persuading him to have the New Year's Eve dinner, and he replied a few words after saying something, and he was quite angry.
After listening to it for a while, Mo Shangyun couldn't help but smile and said, "I will arrange it. If there is a space at that time, I will agree."
"When will it be arranged?" The old man was not angry for a moment.
"Two or three days." Mo Shangyun estimated.
She also had to ask Yan Tianxing how long the assessment in March would take.
Otherwise, the time will hit, and the time will be troublesome.
Thinking of this, Mo Shangjun persuaded the old man a few more words, explaining that he had a good New Year's Eve dinner, and then hung up the phone.
but-
At that moment, the name "Ji Ruonan" suddenly flashed in my mind.
Like, where have you seen it
Frowning slightly, Mo Shangyun thought about it carefully, then lowered his head and swiped the screen carelessly.
Fingers snapped.
In the call log, she saw three words—
Ji Ruonan.
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